I picked up the tablet next to my hand and searched news about the design of Caroline.
The set of Caroline's drawings had been posted online.
Admittedly, it was a very mature design. And its completion degree was also very good.
But I couldn't be more clearer about Caroline's situation in college.
Most of the classes in the Faculty of Design were graded according to assignments. Caroline rarely attended classes. If she did sometimes, she only took a nap there. When the time for submitting the homework came, she would hire someone to do her work at a high price.
As for the other subjects for which she needed to take exams, she failed most of them several times. Finally, Gina stepped in and bribed the teachers, making her narrowly pass.
When it came to her graduation design work, she didn't finish it by herself at all.
It was not that I doubted her ability.
However, it was impossible for such a person like Caroline to complete such a design unless she were reborn!
And at a glance at many details of this set of designs, I knew that it was from a senior designer.
Originally, this was Caroline's business. And I didn't bother to pay attention to it.
When Caroline was exposed to be plagiarized, it would be the Towering High Group that would suffer losses, which would have nothing to do with me.
However, when I was about turn off the tablet, I saw an inconspicuous mark in the corner of Caroline's design.
It reminded me of a person all of a sudden!
"Telma..."
I muttered.
When I was in college, there was a specially-appointed professor in the Faculty of Design named Telma Weil, who was a very powerful designer. She had her own studio and had won an influential prize in an international competition.
The reason why she lectured at our college was that she was an old friend of the Dean.
It was just that when I was in my senior year, Telma died of depression accidentally.
But at that time, because of Caroline, I was somewhat interested in fashion design. I inadvertently talked with Telma about this while doing my graduation project. Telma also showed me her latest work at that time.
It was similar to this set of works of Caroline.
I remembered that Telma had said that this design had not been completed yet. So she hadn't announced it to the public.
But at that time, she allowed me to take a picture of this set of works so that I could go back to study it.
But before I could give her any feedback, she died.
If I had that photo, I would have something on Caroline.
"That set of photos..." I looked at the tablet in a daze. And I thought for a long time before I remembered where it was.
The set of pictures was saved on the computer I had used in school at that time.
And that computer was now in Archer Family's house.
Although I was not sure whether they had thrown away my things, I had to go back to Archer Family's house and take the computer back.
Now, the Archer Family disgusted me the most.
After hesitating for a long time, I got up from the sofa and changed into a set of clothes. Then I picked up the wig whose hairstyle was the same as Caroline's and put it on my head. After that, I put on makeup.
After I arrived at the door of Archer Family, I knocked on the door.
At that time, I had figured out a plan. If Caroline was here, I would say that I missed my parents and wanted to go home to have a look.
But I was lucky.
Nobody was at home except for the servants.
A servant opened the door for me and asked, "Miss, didn't you go out with Madam? Why did you come back alone?"
I was a little nervous, fearing that they would recognize me. So I raised my voice and said, "I come back to get something."
After that, I went upstairs in a hurry.
The servant didn't seem to be suspicious of me either.
After I went upstairs, I didn't enter Caroline's bedroom. Instead, I went to my former bedroom.
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